After a somewhat eventful journey down, I made it to San Jose to visit Jill and family for a few days. A few people who knew that I was going asked me to send them a postcard. Will do my best, but am not really doing “touristy” things on this trip. In fact, when asked what touristy stuff there was to do around here, the best Jill and I could come up with was to see a Sharks game (they still have a team, right?) or take a trip to Target. We chose the trip to Target. Setting our sights high.
So far, we have managed to drag ourselves to baby boot camp, where Jill managed to pull a muscle in her neck. This has significantly impacted her level of ambition. On the other hand, it has made me feel better because it makes my own lack of ambition less obvious. It has also made my original plan of spending the entire trip curled in a ball crying on the Maysmith family couch more achievable. Go team.
California. Knows how to party.